Novel & Cerita Depressed Friendship Quotes

"Truly, depression is scary. I was so upset. I feel like... I was all alone by myself. I lose appetite and even my interest to things. I feel like---the whole world is against me. Rejecting me. I was confused. To my friends, why? I know how it hurts when you badly want to share your problems to somebody but what they returned was cold shoulders. It really hurts. Every minute, my thoughts are bugging me, and it makes me cry. It saddens my heart. I feel so lonely. The worst feeling is when you want to say something but can't because nobody will listen. There is nothing more painful to that. I feel so heavy. I feel so tired even though I'm not doing anything at all. And it scares me because my

He flinched on the sudden voice in his mind. "You are the worse friend. Look at him, he did everything to keep you happy, but you are never happy, you always cry in front of him making him worry. He never did anything to be like this. He does so much for you and all you do is making him depress and feel like he doesn't do enough for you. You are worse than a fucking snake. Bloody selfish."

-You heard me right, Sophia, you're the only person I've had as a friend, I've never opened up to the world, you're the cause of everything that happens to me, I changed my life negatively. the day my eyes fell on you, Sophia my reputation is destroyed, since I know you I have only been doing nonsense, it was when I met you that I started going to clubs and since I got addicted to it. - Are you serious here? -More than serious Sophia -You want to end our friendship just because you want to change the world? -Friendship!!! Do we even know the definition of the word friendship, I don't think so Sophia, I want to change positively, I started to perfect myself so please get out of my life, I don

'Every friendship travels at sometime through the black valley of despair. This tests every aspect of your affection. Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. I think if I've learned anything about friendship, it's to hang in, stay connected, fight for them, and let them fight for you. Don't walk away, don't be distracted, don't be too busy or tired, don't take them for granted. Friends are part of the glue that holds life and faith together. Powerful stuff. Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own

We promised each other that we would always be there for one another, no matter what life threw our way. But now, as the weight of suspicion hangs heavy over our heads, I can't help but feel a sense of loss. Our friendship, once a sanctuary from the chaos of the world, is now under scrutiny. The thought that our bond could be tarnished or questioned fills me with a profound sadness.

He's the type of friend that you want to wish all the happiness in the world to ,and also pray that he doesn't lose grip again . He needs to be constantly reassured that he's got the right support and friends who care about him so much so that they are willing to take time out of their busy schedules to help him out or talk to him. It's always the ones that seem happy that ; need our attention the most . When they are happy they are flying high and nothing can bring them down , and when they are sad they hit a low that is so deep , that it's too hard to get them out and you need to rely on professional help .

I can't express how lucky I'm for having you in my life. Even if I appear to be the strong one from the outside, we both know that you had my back too many times. You've always been my rock, my shoulder to cry on and my safe haven whenever I felt down. I remember when I missed the writing contest because of my IBS and I kept crying my eyes out then you came out of nowhere and you brought me Pringles, chocolates, cupcakes and too many things to make me feel better. We ended up having a Gossip Girl marathon; my night wouldn't have been as beautiful as it was if I wasn't blessed with this amazing friendship.

"It is way bigger than that. It isn't what can be repaired. I'm totally free, Becky. Can I enjoy this Friday night peacefully". "Why not open up dear. We are here for you. What are friends for? It's for moments like this. Trust me, you can always talk to us anytime." "I understand you both, you've being immensely helpful. I think that there's no need crying over split milk. Let the past be. The cloudy sky is wide enough for all to move freely, methinks". "No wonder you look depressed most times. I'll let you be for

“Yeah. I mean, two days ago I was miserable for a second. But now? I feel like a happy, mentally stable walnut.” Sophie stared. “A walnut.” “Yes.” “That’s your choice of metaphor.” “Do you not see the vision?” “No.” “Wow. Okay. Fake friend energy.” She laughed again and nudged my knee. “I’m serious though. You do seem good.” I nodded slowly, playing with the edge of the mat with my fingers. “Yeah I think I just stopped caring about the stupid stuff.” “Good,” she said. “Because honestly, you’re too dramatic for sadness.”

That serious look on her beautiful face and that slightly furrowed eyebrow hinting she’s onto something “What? You think I’m some sad cling-on who can only be happy with Arrick glued to my side? He’s my best friend, of course I got upset that he moved away, and we didn’t see each other as much, or act the same way anymore. I don’t think him going has given me a serious bout of two years of black hole depression though. Why would it?” I snap again, angry that she is trying to make this out to be something it’s not; trying to make me see, that somehow, I’m a weak pathetic child who can’t survive life without dependency on my best friend. It’s abnormal and unhealthy and is not what is wrong wit